Su Lin began to wonder if the idioms and knowledge he had learned were misinterpreted by later generations, trapped by love, not thinking about tea, forgetting to eat, and thinking about sitting and thinking.

Perhaps these adjectives themselves are not exaggerated rhetoric, but a realistic record of some kind of lovesickness, and now Su Lin is in this extremely painful situation.

He eats and drinks tea without taste, he will wander when he sits and walks, he can't sleep at all, and the speed of his body's perception of time has become extremely weird, if someone hadn't come to call him to eat a while ago, he would have forgotten to eat.

Su Lin thought that he could get rid of this status quo by using the supernatural powers controlled by the body and secreting the right chemical hormones to regulate his emotions, but the fact is that he failed, even excessive dopamine secretion could not suppress the pain when he was missing, and the happiness when he was with Huainan could not even eliminate the excessive activity of the pain nerves.

Su Lin knew that there were higher senses at work that he could not clearly perceive, manipulating his body and feelings, but he was helpless, and so far except for the iron block, which could have a therapeutic effect, the rest of the methods had little effect.

Tomorrow is the day to meet with Dongying's secret envoy, but now Su Lin's spirit and body are in a state of deterioration, if he goes to meet the other party like this, there may be an accident, he can't let this happen.

[Yes, it's still the overall situation, Zhao Yong is right, real men should be on it, if you can't handle this meeting, maybe Lake City will suffer, maybe the front line will also suffer, and then Daxia will suffer, how can you bear to see this kind of thing happen? ] 】

[Isn't Huainan very good? The two of you are happy, and it is a matter of course that the water *** melts, and you also know that you are destined to become that kind of relationship in the future, since this is the case, why fight? Tianzun has said that the future is immutable. 】

"I'm going mad." Su Lin rubbed his eyes, which were as black as ink, looking at the withered and abnormal appearance in the bronze mirror, he couldn't think of what it was, he took his vitality out of this body, he obviously cultivated the "Mixed Yuan Dao Body", his physical body was almost the limit of mortals, no matter how tired he was, why did he come to this point?

"Brother Su Lin, tomorrow you are going to see Dongying's fine work, aren't you still sleeping?" Luo Huainan stood at the door, looking at Su Lin with concern in his eyes.

Although she was very worried, whenever she felt worried, she would always calm down inexplicably, her mood became happy, and she became very optimistic, but she still didn't want to see Su Lin's appearance, as if a voice in the dark was saying to her, take care of Su Lin.

"And he slept, and he slept." Su Lin nodded, he wanted to sleep, but he was too sleepy, but he knew that he couldn't sleep now.

He sat on the edge of the bed and was stunned for a while, and said, "Huainan, can you accompany me in my room tonight?" You can go back when I fall asleep."

Luo Huainan nodded, "You wait for me."

"Hurry up, I want to go to bed early." Su Lin said.

He watched Luo Huainan walk out of the room, then made a basin of hot water, holding the incense burner in her hand, she lit the incense burner at the foot of the bed, and then knelt down to take off Su Lin's boots.

"I'll just do it myself!" Su Lin hurriedly said.

But Luo Huainan pushed away Su Lin's hand and said softly: "I often wash the feet and backs of guests in Zuixianlou, can I wash the feet of those people, but I can't wash the feet of Brother Su Lin?" Or is it ...... Brother Su Lin, you dislike me for having dirty hands?"

"No...... Nothing." Su turned his head to part, grabbed the sheets with both hands, and let Luo Huainan take off his boots and socks.

The warm water soaked his feet, and his delicate hands gently rubbed between the toes, Luo Huainan's massage was very meticulous, and his craftsmanship was very good, Su Lin grabbed the sheets tighter and tighter, as if he was a prisoner who endured severe torture, and endured it very hard.

Finally, the torture was over, Su Lin lay on the bed, covered with a quilt, and suddenly sleepiness came like a tide, like a flood that had been accumulated for many days suddenly burst the embankment, drowning his waking consciousness in an instant, and the moment his head touched the pillow, he didn't know anything.

……

"Oooooooo——!!oo

Su Lin opened his eyes at the sound of roosters, yesterday's fatigue was gone, and his sober consciousness returned to his body, flexible and organized

's thoughts, and the sense of strength that overflowed all over his body - he was alive again.

"Brother Su Lin, are you awake? Good morning?" The slender arm gently rubbed Su Lin's sturdy side waist, and the lazy voice ringing in his ears was like honey.

Su Lin turned his head in horror, only to see Luo Huainan, whose hair was scattered, smiling and lying on the bed, looking at himself with sleepy eyes, he immediately lifted the quilt and looked down, and saw that the pants were still on his body, and he was immediately relieved.

Fortunately, I slept in Kimono.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you sleep so deeply, and I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep again when I go back, so I'll take a light nap for a while." Luo Huainan rubbed his eyes, yawned elegantly, and turned over neatly to get out of bed, "I'll buy you breakfast, Brother Su Lin can sleep for a while."

Su Lin lay down with a sigh of relief, feeling a strange sense of loss and regret in his heart.

"Why don't you come back, at least you have to send me the piece of iron." Su Lin sighed.

The rooster outside the window crowed for the second time, and the sound of the peddler's pawn gradually came from the street, Su Lin got up a little surprised, came to the window and pushed open the window, he saw the seller of flatbread, the seller of fritters, and the person who bought vegetables, this lively scene was the first time Su Lin saw it since he entered Lake City.

Great, this is the power of the working people, even without the management of officials, the common people can live well, just like now, it is obviously a hundred wastes waiting to be rebuilt, but just by killing a bunch of jackals, tigers and leopards who do evil, and Qianwen's scum, life in the city began to gradually recover.

"That's nice." Su Lin was emotional, and he was in a happy mood.

After washing up and eating the breakfast sent by Luo Huainan, Su Lin rode out of the city alone and went to the meeting place agreed with the Dongying envoy, which was in the eastern woods ten miles outside the city, which was a ruined temple and the place where Qianwen had imprisoned his father and younger brother.

When Su Lin arrived at his destination, someone was waiting early.

A burly man, with messy and greasy hair like a wanderer, wearing a wide coarse linen coat with his chest exposed, and a green leaf in the corner of his mouth with a smile, sat lazily on the threshold of the ruined temple, looking at Su Lin from afar.

Su Lin turned over and dismounted, switching the perspective, the colorful ultra-high number of colors were withdrawn from the field of vision, and all the scenes in front of him turned into sketches composed of material lines.

The trees, broken temples, and stones have all turned into black lines, and the man sitting on the threshold, his body color is pale gray, and he is obviously also an immortal cultivator, but his physical strength is not high, and the physical cultivation at the peak of the foundation can reach such a level.

Of course, if the other person is spiritual, that's a different story.

In addition, Su Lin did not find any ambushes and phantom formations at the scene.

"Why isn't Qianhao coming?" The man slowly stood up against the rotten doorframe and spoke in his distinctly Dongying voice.